Chloe and Jessica went pale with fear at the sound of ine’s cold voice.


    Life had recently be unbearable for the two of them.


    Their past actions towards ine, coupled with her unyielding nature, meant that a grim fate awaited them.


    ine had started to physically and psychologically torment them, leading to their extreme humiliation and servitude.


    She deprived them of food, assigned them grueling tasks, and enjoyed watching them toil as if they were prisoners on an American farm, without a moment’s rest—this was ine’s idea of entertainment.<h3 style="background-color:DodgerBlue">


    For instance, during the hot days, ine would walk barefoot in their cell, forcing Chloe and Jessica to take turns cleaning the floor at least five times daily. If the soles of her feet got dirty from their day in the cell, they would find themselves unable to sleep that night; instead, they’d have to kneel and scrub the floor until dawn.


    At this moment, inemanded them to wash their dirty clothes, and both girlsplied without question, tears streaming down their faces.


    As they began to gather the sheets and nkets that everyone had discarded, ine smirked with satisfaction. She then stood up and called to those around her, “Let’s go, it’s time to eat!”


    The others quickly followed, forming a crowd around ine as they left the cell.


    Throughout the corridor, regardless of the age, identity, or ethnicity, everyone greeted ine with a respectful “Hello, Sister ine” in Chinese.


    This constant disy of deference filled ine with pride and a sense of superiority, making her feel almost invincible.


    Upon reaching the dining hall, those in line instinctively parted to make way for her. The woman at the front of the queue immediately said, “Sister ine, please go ahead!”<fn3c0d> Checktest chapters at Find★Novel</fn3c0d>


    ine responded with a hum and moved to the front. She looked at one of the staff members and inquired, “Is the tomato and egg dish I requested ready?”


    The staff member promptly nodded, saying, “Yes, Sister ine, it’s ready.”


    With that, she retrieved a thermal container from beneath the dining table, filled with the Chinese dish of scrambled eggs with tomatoes.


    ine smiled in satisfaction; she had specifically asked the prison staff to prepare this for her. The daily Western meals were bing tiresome, and she longed for the simple, light vors of Chinese cuisine.


    She exchanged a knowing nce with a female prisoner nearby, who quickly stepped forward to take the thermal box and asked, “Sister ine, what else would you like to eat?”


    ine replied nonchntly, “Just prepare whatever you have and bring it here.”


    “Understood!” The female prisoner nodded respectfully and, along with another inmate, began loading a te with various foods before following ine to her designated dining table.


    This table, located by the window, offered the best view andfort. Since ine had established herself as a powerful figure at Bedford Hills Correctional Institution, she insisted on using this table exclusively.


    Although there used to be frequent quarrels and even fights among inmates for the privilege of sitting there, now everyone deliberately kept their distance to avoid provoking ine.


    After all, ine not only had three exceptionally capable allies but alsomanded respect from the prison guards and the warden alike. In Bedford Hills, she truly held sway over both the inmates and the authorities.


    Taking her ce at the favored table, ine sat down as attendants hurriedly arranged the tes and lunch boxes in front of her. A staff member swiftly brought her a ss of ice-cold Coke, saying respectfully, “Sister ine, this is sugar-free c, so you can enjoy it without worrying about your blood sugar.”